Working on printing/office tasks here in Austria is a riot.
Ok, I'm lying.
It's annoying as ....
Well put it this way. There is no Kinko's where I live.
A gorgeous little city in the alps (that as we speak has fully blossomed into Spring - yay!) but nowhere near as cosmopolitan as our big bad Wien.
Which admittedly, I don't want anymore so that's the upside.
The downside?
The printer around the corner is A. Not open all night which does not lend itself well to my back to vampire hours while working on my CD graphics.
(Confession again; I'm glad things don't stay open all night here but I do miss this one little thing when I am working *smile*) and B. It's run by if you are lucky 2 half-way clueless college students (sorry guys, I do love you).
More often than not it's one guy with his cute little vintage t-shirt and dark jeans, converse and hair in his face.
And as sweet as he is and to look at (um, sorry honey) he's usually so overwhelmed it can take as long as 20 minutes just to be seen. Really.
And most times, especially at the busiest which with a place that closes at 6pm I believe means alway they (he) usually asks you to come back in an hour.
Well, if you're lucky.
But really?
2-3 hours and sometimes he has even asked me to come back another day altogether.
Yikes.
So as I have just spent the past 14 hours straight designing every last detail in my 12-page CD book, I am wondering how all this will pan out when I mosey on over to see the printer for a practice run before going into duplication.
Helli has the day off and although it's nice having him here during the day, I must say while trying to work it's a bit maddening. Love can be a great big time consuming distraction. Nuff said.
Anyway, it should be fun to to have him work with me tomorrow.
He can get a good laugh and see just what it is I am talking about.
He's been to Kinko's with me in the US - my favorite past time next to Office Depot. I know, I'm a little sick. I mean, an office store is like a toy store to me. Geesh.
Ok well I made a vow to slow down on the journals because I am spending more time on them than writing songs. That's not good.
And I don't even post half of them which is downright scary.
My head is spinning from layers and fades, bleeds and cutting and pasting. I think some ranting was called for.
There.
So getting office tasks done in Austria is no small deed.
The end of my big exciting news for today.
